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crescent-shaped scars?
That's where their implants go.
They're all war veterans
with brain-trauma injuries.
Implants help restore
vision, mobility, memory.
Vastly improve their quality of life.
That's wonderful.
When do you get to share that
tech with the rest of the world?
Well, soon, I hope,
but there are side effects.
One of them is that it renders
them completely mute.
We still don't understand why.
A few months after the operation,
they lose the power of speech.
After you.
Suri gets there later. She trusts me.
She trusts me.
No. No. Suri. I've told you...
No.
Access granted.
Come on.
This was used as a temporary clean
room for dangerous projects,
but it's become my permanent
lab over the years.
It's peaceful down here. I like it.
It smells like gasoline.
I think some of the old
generators still work on diesel.
Come in.
This is my lab.
And there it is.
The quantum computer. Mm-
Electrons floating
on superfluid helium.
The nanotech doesn't exist
to make that into a circuit.
I assembled it using
microfabrication techniques.
Clever bugger, isn't he?
Hello, Ava. Very pleased
to have you join our team.
Vincent's told us all
how talented you are.
We're all very excited to see what
the two of you can achieve together.
After all, Vincent's no slouch.
I know.
I spent an entire semester studying
his work on A.I. when I was at Stanford.
Yes. That was shortly after you
turned down the job at the N.S.A.
Odd for a 19-year-old
to pass on such an honor.
Not really. I mean,
CXT made a better offer.
So nothing to do with
your politics then?
I think we can all be forgiven for
a little youthful exuberance.
That's not exactly what I'd call
assaulting a police officer.
I was 16, and it was more
resisting arrest than assault.
Beg my pardon, Ava,
but what's the difference?
It's Ava.
And... depends whose side you're on.
I thought we hired Ava for her
expertise, not her politics.
Now, if there's nothing else?
There is actually.
The new model of prosthetic arms...
is ready for testing... thought
- Hello.
- Hi.
The skin's a spider-silk weave.
It's bullet-, bomb-and fireproof...
but indistinguishable from
human skin to the touch.
What's this cover for?
We're having trouble getting
the skin to take the dye.
It's naturally clear,
and the outer suit helps
the color to sink in.
So you want the machine soldier
to look human?
Yes, we want machines that can
manage a three-block war...
the battle, the negotiations
and the peace.
We already have plenty
of machines that can kill,
but imagine a machine that can
protect civilian populations,
that can keep war zones secure and
safe without endangering our troops.
Eventually it will look and sound
exactly like the people it's fighting.
All we'll need to do is give it
a new skin job...
and it will look Pakistani
or Chinese or...
whoever else is endangering
world peace that week.
His sternum, clavicles, true ribs...
have all been swapped out
for silicon nanofibers.
Why don't you give us a demo?
I've never seen prosthetics
as advanced as this.
How are you finding
the new model, James?
It's incredible.
This will sound strange, but...
Can I touch your hand?
This is what I miss the most...
the feel of another human,
someone's hand in mine.
Um, of course you can.
I... I actually don't think
that's a good idea.
Um, the carbon-fiber muscles
are extremely strong.
I think we should wait until James
can control them a bit more.
He looks pretty in control to me.
Thank you. Very kind.
Take it easy, huh?
James. James, that's enough.
Help me. Area 6.
Vincent, sorry. Got carried away.
Don't worry, Vincent. You
can have the next dance.
Thank you. Who taught
you to tango, soldier?
A prostitute in Taipei, sir.
A talented girl obviously.
So, how long will it take to copy the rest
of my brain using the quantum computer?
A week. A week?
As you can see, we've got
beautifully designed arms.
We also have legs and mech spines.
We just need the two of you to come up
with a brain that can control everything.
And by the way, chop, chop.
War is coming.
Very nice to meet you, Ava.
You're a hell of a dancer.
What makes you happy?
Problem solving, mathematics...
and, dancing.
What makes you scared?
Spiders, clowns, cancer.
What are you getting out of all this?
What do you mean?
Why'd you leave all that money in the
private sector to come work down here?
There's no great mystery. I became
a parent and needed a regular job.
This is a regular job?
What's your first memory?
Sitting on my father's lap
watching him write computer code.
Funny.
My daughter used to
like doing that too.
Yeah? Is she still
interested in computers?
No, she isn't.
I need a break.
You know, you should put some
pictures of your daughter up.
I used to love that
when I'd visit my dad.
ask you to put that back on.
Sorry. I need to ask you
some more questions.
What's in Area 6?
Wounded veterans like James.
Soldiers who were so brain-damaged
that they were better off dead...
till we helped them.
If you're helping them,
why did he seem like
he was a prisoner here?
Sorry. I don't know about that.
Refresh the face scanner.
Right. I'll start the program.
Access to Area 6 denied.
Password required.
When did they take him in?
Half past 7:
00.Or just another one of those freaks.
Do you think they can
remember who they are?
There you go.
How can you trust something
that doesn't fear...
weapons for the government.
It's not programming.
It taught itself.
Why do they have
those crescent-shaped scars?
That's wonderful.
When do you get to share that
tech with the rest of the world?
Why did he seem like
he was a prisoner here?
What's in Area 6?
Now sad.
Aw.
Shut up.
All right, okay. Okay.
Now surprised.
I don't want my face
copied for the machine.
All right? Just promise me.
I promise. We'll just use
it for neural markers.
Is that okay? That's fine.
So you get lost this morning?
Yeah. Well, I guess
you could say that.
Who told you that?
No one told me.
I just... I just know
how long it takes...
to get here from the lift.
I guess, after seven years, you should
know everything about this place.
Yeah, I do.
Don't get lost again.
What does that mean?
It means...
there are a lot of secrets
down here in the dark,
and I don't want you to get hurt.
Vincent, what's really going on here?
See, this is what I'm talking about.
What?
You need to mind
your own f***ing business.
Okay, Suri, I'm ready to see those
files you've gathered on Ava.
What's the urgency?
I see the program's
passed the Turing test.
She's not as stupid as she seems.
What the hell's she up to?
A hacking device.
Look, I'm sorry I was short
with you the other day.
I care about you, Ava.
I don't want to see you
get in trouble.
I think that she is still
angry with you, Vincent.
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